Everyone gets sick. Everyone dies. In sickness and in health until death is not a promise, it's just an accurate description of love. So if that ain't how you do, that ain't what you got.
You need grit and magic to love anything about life. I love Everything about it.
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| "twatever it takes" my father's level of intensity in voice = level of vehemence (violence) required. angels aren't saints smib |

